With his head resting heavily in the crook of your neck, his steady, deep breathing slowed into a calm, even rhythm. The intense discipline, the playful push-and-pull, and the heavy emotional honesty of the day finally settled into a deep, comforting stillness.

Your fingers moved idly through his thick hair, gently massaging his scalp. Every few moments, Jungkook would let out a faint, contented sigh, his broad arms tightening around your waist just enough to remind himself you were right there under him.